Forbidden

What do I do now? 

I crave for you, 

oh this yearning stretching to my blood and bones, 

my very being screaming, 

calling out your name, 

an infinite loop. 

And you say love me

and you say I can't love you still, 

then what do I do with this heart of mine already adoring yours? 

You're my only one, 

what about you beloved? 

What more am I left to give that'd buy me your love? 

I'm the end of spring,you the beginning of autumn;

how do we even love? 

Past lovers still living in present, 

its an impossible future for us. 

What fate has your God written? 

We grew all this from the proximity of us, 

yet its dying of suffocation the closer we got. 

A paradox in its very existence. 

What would I not do 

if only you asked me to stay and

told me that it'd be worth the wait. 

But I get nothing after giving my all. 

I'm always there for you

yet your time seems so expensive. 

Talk to me,amor. 

It's either "us" or "just friends"

for we need to name it, tame it, 

this tension that brews daily. 

I'm your friend first and anything else later. 

so love,speak;

you have me here

in one form or the other.

For all the love I have given you

relieve me of this illusion. 

For once, give me something real. 

Tell me all you hide and whatever I couldn't see, 

we'll go through this together;

even if ending us is what you wanted.